Chapter 47: Alex Whitefield vs. Valerian Storm
Drake nudged Valerian, pointing a finger toward the stands where Sia and another girl were looking around.
Valerian followed Drake's finger. A light flashed in his eyes. "Not bad. With beauties watching and cheering, I must go all out. I'll try to defeat Alex within ten moves to show everyone my power."
In a peak duel between strong men, the victor would inevitably attract the admiration of women.
Which woman didn't like a powerful and charming man?
Valerian adjusted his outfit, walking onto the stage with his head held high.
Instantly, the crowd erupted into enthusiastic cheers, focusing their gazes on him.
The referee on the side bowed and scraped fawningly. "Young Master Valerian."
Valerian waved his hand lightly. "No need for formalities."
This was the special treatment he enjoyed as the Second Young Master of the Storm Clan. How could a nobody like Alex compare?
